#caapaxinfinitii

{For the first time in her life, she didn't know how should she feel. Happiness? Scared? Afraid? Thankful?}

{She just kept staring at the goddess, not sure how she should act at all. An apology might be accepted but ti won't help her with the fact that she might feel like that again, that horrible feeling inside of her that one came to the point where she decided to not feel them at all. She thought about all of the possible things, before landing on three sentence.} 

It was not more than an hour later, that she was standing in front of it. Her father had taught her how to use it manually, and it was a good thing he did, being that he was currently offline. Tending to family business had fallen on her, since she was the first of his children, not that many spoke to her on a normal basis considering her usual demeanor.

She got it up and running, taking the control bracelet with her, so that she could return. She entered the coordinates for her sister's heaven, and walked through the doorway. "Akemi-san?" Still nothing? In her own heaven?

You...

You're here somewhere aren't you?

Had she ever called out that name? Even once? No, she hadn't, but for Homura's sake she had to.

The Goddess groaned loudly, her gloved hands resting against her abdomen, and eyes focused entirely on her quite extended stomach. It hurt, in a way she wasn't at all familiar with- Not like being stabbed, exactly, nor the horrible sensation of her pregnancy continuing from where Madoka's own had left off. It was far more radiating than that... Like menstrual pain, but worse by far than she'd ever felt before.

She stood, carefully, one hand resting on the wall, before starting to walk off through the mansion of her home, her purple eyes wide with fear and nervousness.

u have resigned yourself to said fate get the fuck over here

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IMMA PUNCH U IN THE THROAT GOL D

She didn't look around. Madoka knew who that was.

"You think you can save me? You want to accept that I am a part of who you are? Or you still think I'm just some fluke?"

Why try to talk to someone who just sits on their high throne?

"I won't run from you. I never have, and I never will. Speak, if you have something to say. Unlike you, I will listen."

Black outfit... red eyes... the face that some called hope on other girls with her name, but this was not them.

That hope had been gone for a long time.

This was the black clad Kaname Madoka, the time traveler.